Noah thinks he’s nothing special. Average height, a bit on the skinny side, and cute but rather geeky, he’s relentlessly ordinary. He certainly doesn’t expect to be noticed by Sol, the gorgeous dark-haired stranger Noah sees on his commute home most days. But when Noah’s friend, Dom, persuades Noah to take a huge risk in a bid to get Sol’s attention, things turn out better than Noah dared to hope. Noah and Sol start dating, and much to Noah’s surprise, his feelings seem to be reciprocated.
But Noah’s insecurities make him doubt Sol. He doesn’t believe he’s interesting enough or sexy enough to hold Sol’s attention, and as Sol tries to get closer, Noah’s instinct is to pull away to protect himself. If their relationship is going to survive, Sol needs to convince Noah that he sees Noah very differently than Noah sees himself. Because to Sol, Noah is something very special indeed.
I suppose if I had to describe this book, I'd say it was cute. And fun. Not the best I've read this month, but still pretty good.
Shy, thin, bespectacled Noah describes himself as ordinary. But why wouldn't he when he's only ever dated selfish, closet case losers?
“My ex—if he even warrants being called an ex—was the same. We only ever met to hook up. He wouldn’t even go out for a drink with me. I was just a….” His voice trailed off as he remembered Jon’s words to him. You’re just a hole to fuck. Noah could still hear the mocking laughter. “I didn’t matter to him,” he finished.Sorry, but my proud gay ass would have ripped that dillhole a new one right there on the spot. *JunkPunch* "I'm motherf*ckin' out!"
Noah then sees stunningly gorgeous Sol on his train home from work for months, but he's too twitterpated to even consider speaking to the GQ-looking London Zoo guy.
But fate and a good friend are on Noah's side and he's convinced to place a "missed connections" ad in the newspaper that Sol continuously reads on the train, which leads to a first date.
The first date leads to a completely *spanktacular*, unforgettable, hot night for them both, which then leads to the entire weekend spent together. Then longer. And longer.
"Didn’t I tell you? I’m attempting to break the world record for longest first date ever.” ~ SolAnd, seriously, they were all lesbian U-Haul'ing it faster than you can say reach around.
But they were obviously very compatible and into one another, and they weren't out clubbing baby seals or anything, so more power to them on their lesbionics.
But as Noah's "he's a bottomy steak and I'm toppy Spam sandwich" inner monologue kicks in, their HEA eTrain straight to wedding bells (in 6 weeks flat -- or less) gets temporarily derailed.
Fortunately, a few days later Sol tracks chicken shit Noah down and forces him to talk and the ILY's flow freely, Toppy turns Bottomy for a hot minute (*love* the flip-flop action) and we get our HEA. Then Sol titillates Noah's nuptials. (Sounds dirtier than it was.) : )
“You’re a horrible tease,” Noah grumbled.So all in all, it was good, but waaaaaaay low drama, literally all of which was self-imposed.
“I’m a wonderful tease. Now shut up and roll over.” Noah rolled.
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